Joseph and I had a most enjoyable conversation tonight. We discussed the great good fortune of having found our passions, our calling, Joe’s movies, my music at a young age. (Which is not to say that Joe, who is a great filmmaker who uses Louder Than Dirt music exclusively, is not passionate about music, but that he is intensely passionate about movies, nor that I am not passionate about music, for I certainly am, so we make movies and music together, GET IT?) And other topics followed, Joseph emphasizing more the anomy that accompanies the excess of consumable, disposable content, and I emphasizing more LOUDER THAN DIRT IS THE GREATEST ROCK BAND IN THE WORD and afterward wrote the song that contains these lyrics. Ah, but first I quoted Yeats
And so I must go down where all the ladders start,
In the foul rag and bone shop of the heart.
And so I give you: lyrics of the new Louder Than Dirt song!!!
Nobody That Well
Music runs out of my body out of my fingers
Words run out of my mouth out of my mind
Out my mind
In my words I make a promise
To replicate the world in which I would abide
I would abide
I feel this urge I feel these urges
Not only missing people but present persons
Darling I would tell you truthfully
But nobody knows nobody that well
Nobody that well